"Senior Brother Tang, you'd better let him go. Everyone is a monk from Fang Yunshan. Don't affect the harmony between the sects because of each other's personal grudges."

When Zhao Rui said this, he blinked at Zhang Heng, with a bit of cunning expression.

Zhang Heng pondered for a moment before saying to Zhao Rui: "For the sake of Junior Brother Zhao, I will spare the life of this mad dog today. If this dog comes out and bites people, Tang will never show mercy."

Zhao Rui nodded repeatedly: "Of course, I can't stand Senior Brother Li's arrogant behavior. This time I will treat him as a lesson."

Zhang Heng said "Okay", lifted his feet that were stepping on Tang Feng, and took a few steps back.

Li Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, his expression dodged, and he did not dare to see Zhang Heng.

But at this moment, Zhang Heng had a few joking smiles on his lips: "However, it is okay to spare his life, but punishment for flesh and blood is indispensable."

Li Feng's face suddenly changed. How would Zhang Heng want to torture himself?

Zhang Heng did not allow Zhao Rui to say anything, so he walked forward, raised his foot, and kicked Li Feng's body.

"Bang bang..." Just like stepping on a dead dog, Zhang Heng kicked Li Feng's body one after another.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but recall a scene in a funny movie: the crotch of a certain protagonist was on fire. In order to extinguish the flames on it, a circle of people raised their feet and stepped on them neatly and vigorously. That sense of rhythm is really unforgettable.

Unfortunately, I am the only one here, and I can't go to the place where I'm going to hit him. After all, my own strength is not comparable to those beggars.

"This junior brother, why don't you come here to help you step on it..." Zhang Heng couldn't help but hit Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui's face changed suddenly, and he shook his head repeatedly: "No, no...you're the only one."

He couldn't understand why Zhang Heng had such a hobby?

He was slightly regretful. Zhang Heng kicked the guy with a desperate kick. Although he didn't use much force, he kicked Li Feng half to death, lying there dyingly.

After clapping his hands, Zhang Heng ignored the remaining two people in the venue and skillfully controlled the spiritual weapon and flew towards the distant sky.

Flying in the air, Zhang Heng felt that the sky was so blue, the clouds were so white, and the birds in the distance were chirping happily.

Zhang Heng had no intention of killing Li Feng at all. After all, there was also a ancestor from the Dan stage behind the other party. If he killed Li Fengzi, it would be a big trouble.

To deal with people like Li Feng who bully the weak and fear the strong, they have to step on them to death, otherwise, this guy will jump out from time to time and bite you.

Perhaps it was because Tang Feng's subconscious was causing trouble that Zhang Heng had a murderous intent to Li Crazy.

Should I secretly kill him when I entered the cave? Zhang Heng had such an idea in his heart. He didn't believe that Li Feng would give up the opportunity to enter the cave.

However, it will take a year to wait. At this moment, you can only step on it and not kill it. After all, there are more than one cultivator in the Killing Physical Stage in the Xianyun Sect.

On the surface, only the Immortal Yun Sect of Fang Yunshan has a cultivator in the Killing Stage, but after meeting Ouyang Zu, Zhang Heng would not believe this nonsense.

If he was not mistaken, the Huoyun Sect must have a cultivator in the Killing Physical Stage, otherwise how could he be pressed onto the Fengxing Sect?

Just as Zhang Heng was thinking, the sound of flying came from behind, and Zhao Rui's voice came over: "Senior Brother Tang, wait for me."

When Zhang Heng turned around, he saw Zhao Rui coming quickly to him.

What should I do to trouble a good person to do with me? Zhang Heng felt a little headache.

Perhaps seeing a little dissatisfaction in Zhang Heng's eyes, Zhao Rui said repeatedly: "Senior Brother Tang, I have something to do with you!"

"Tell me." Zhang Heng lowered the flight speed a little.

"Senior Brother Tang, are you going to Dutian Castle?" Zhao Rui asked.

Zhang Heng's heart moved and asked, "How did you know I'm going to Dutian Castle?"

Zhao Rui smiled shyly: "I guess, most of the monks who went out during this period went to Dutian Castle?"

"So that's it. Then what's the matter with me?" Zhang Heng thought to himself, could this guy follow him?

Zhao Rui said happily: "I am also preparing to go to Dutian Castle, why don't we go on the same road?"

He looked at Zhang Heng with a few traces of expectation.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but wonder why this guy had to follow him?

"Don't you want to? I just helped you down the stairs with your senior brother! I don't believe you really dare to kill that Li Feng." A cunning and prideful look flashed in Zhao Rui's eyes.

Zhang Heng was a little depressed. He just raised his sword to kill Li Feng, but he was just pretending. When he was smashing, he waited for Zhao Rui, the Tang Monk, to shout a stop beside him.

However, Zhao Rui is not a fool either. Of course, he understands Zhang Heng’s thoughts and cooperates with him to stop at critical moments, so that Zhang Heng can get off the stage.

It can be said that these two people worked together to scare Li Feng.

However, although Li Feng did not understand this at that time, as long as he calmed down afterwards, he would definitely be clear about the situation at that time.

After all, there are not many stupid people in this world, and they will not have low IQs.

Zhang Heng thought for a while, but decided to agree to Zhao Rui. After all, he went to Dutian Castle this time to do something shameful?

As for the idea of ​​fighting Qiufeng on the road, I can only yell it for the time being. Moreover, the medium-grade spiritual weapon in Zhang Heng's storage bag has not been refined yet, and it would be unbearable if it was beaten by many cultivators of the same level.

As long as it is refined into the void flame, it can completely refine the medium-grade spiritual weapon at that time, and achieve true unity of the instrument and gods, exert the true power of the spiritual weapon, and enjoy the advantages that only a cultivator in the foundation-building stage can have.

"Okay. It's okay to travel with your classmates, but don't meddle in other people's business on the road?" Zhang Heng reminded.

Zhao Rui immediately showed an excited expression and said without hesitation: "Okay, I will listen to my senior brother and I will never meddle in other people's business on the road."

"Then let's go now and pay attention to speeding up."

Zhang Heng ignored Zhao Rui and drove his spiritual weapon and flew quickly to the distance, using 60% of his speed.

"Ah, senior brother, wait for me..." The stick-shaped spiritual weapon under Zhao Rui's feet was flowing faintly, and the speed suddenly increased, and he chased Zhang Heng.

The two in the sky turned into two black dots chasing each other, and soon disappeared at the end of the vast sky...

Fangyun Mountain, about twenty miles away from Tieling Peak, has an inconspicuous cave.

Most of the disciples of Fengxing Sect know that the owner of this cave is a ancestor in the sect. This ancestor rarely appears in public and possesses incomprehensible magical powers.

In the cave, there is still that ordinary wooden house.

Old Ancestor Ouyang sat cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes closed, and a faint purple air above his head.

As he breathed, the purple air above his head echoed and contracted, extremely strange.

Suddenly at some point, Ouyang's ancestor's eyes suddenly opened.

A layer of purple light flashed through his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief, as if sensing something.

The air in the house seemed to solidify and stopped flowing, which was extremely depressing.

Then, he said to himself: "Tang Zhoushan, even if you die, your descendants will not want to live in this world peacefully... The cave of the Blood Killing God Emperor... Everything will belong to me..."

The low voice gradually turned into nothingness, and the air inside returned to normal. Old Ancestor Ouyang was still sitting cross-legged on the cushion, and the faint purple air was still shrinking and shrinking on his head.

Everything is as usual, as if nothing has happened.
Chapter completed!